Brush Strokes

One brush stroke Striking against the contrast of a plain white canvas You have one stroke to find your voice To ask your questions and figure out whom you’re meant to be The strokes become erratic as you ask your questions not sure where you are going and confused on what life has to offer They seem to have no meaning, no purpose, but each one so thought out you never even realize their significance But soon they blend into swirls of pinks and golds, an endless sunset across the expansion of your life You find the touches of others as they flow seamlessly into your creation And find that your world is a canvas, your life the portrait wrapping around the lives and people you’ve connected with

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